Voids consuming everything that is,
Unable to recognize what can’t be consumed.
Accepting the voids denies what exists,
Embracing “reality” ignores these deep pits.
Can’t hold on for too much longer,
The void inside folds inward, then outward.
The footholds are likely all a coincidence,
The voids aren’t given the same designation.
Perhaps it is all just absolute chaos,
Leaping between falling rocks hinged on mere luck.
The success of others giving futile hope,
Societal hysteria giving cause for concern.